[WIP - bio, appearance, and portrait are undergoing major changes reflecting the conclusion of a long and intense story arc
UPDATE: most of those changes have been made, but minor ones may follow]


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I am very tell friendly! Be it for questions, scene ideas/setups, or if it looks as if I might be afk (so that the web client pings me)
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Undeniably a creature linked to the sea, this pirate is both product of and fuel for sailors' nightmares. Once a hot-blooded woman chased by bad luck at every turn, Jen gradually lost everything she held dear to misfortune - eventually including her life. Even those who were intimately familiar with the captain when she was still alive might struggle to recognize her now:

Skin the colour of the deep sea, a muted greenish blue that could almost belong to a drowned corpse.
Eyes a bright, sickly green reminiscent of a necromancer's art, windows not to a living soul but to the hungering emptiness of undeath.
Hair not unlike seaweed plucked from the ocean floor, gently swaying as if recalling the echo of ever-moving waves.
Her voice is raspy, and sounds wet as if there was some sea water trapped in her throat.

Along her right arm all the way to her shoulder, the side of her neck and even her hair, fleshy blue tentacles sprout from her flesh as if her body had been partly merged with that of a kraken.

Should she be seen naked, the first thing to note would not be her femininity that had been preserved even in undeath, but rather what had to be the reasons for her demise: a deep hole in her abdomen, as if a dagger had been plunged into her belly and yanked back out. And a long vertical gash between her breasts, too precise to be a wound sustained on the battlefield or in an accident - a hole created with surgical precision, large enough for a hand to reach in, and a heart to fit through...





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The light show? Pretty much anything goes, both ways, though lights and OOC protests shall of course be respected, both ways.

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